This is a picture matching a description of one of my muck characters, Bambridge Tumbleton. On DesertMUCK, he's described as wearing a British colonial expeditionary uniform. (No, it's not an SS uniform, and he is not Colonel Klink.) I tried to draw one from memory, but there's probably plenty of mistakes here. Oh, well. God save the Queen.

Here's the second result of my studies on the figure in perspective: Clovis from the back, crouched into a fighting stance. To elaborate, an artist friend of mine said "Everybody needs a 'psycho' character to let off steam with, one that can be crazy, weird, and/or mean." I guess Clovis is my psycho character, though he's not really mean. Oh, andin my laziness, I swapped out the chain on his mace with a cable. For this feat of laziness, I earned three housecat points. :)

A chubby challenge, eh? I dig this. It's a good excuse for people to break themselves out of the usual Olympian physiques. Anyway, here's mine. While fat doesn't necessarily mean slobbiness, Clovis still looks like a slob. He might look like this in his fifties. I'm pleased with his "What the hell do YOU want" expression. Oh, and if you're wondering, his coffee mug reads "This is not an ashtray". I certainly hope I'm not foretelling my own future. :P Clovis (C) myself.

This is an inked logo I did for Roho's RealAudio radio page, on which he plays assorted weird midi's, CD's, and occasionally takes to the piano keys himself. He's a fennec, and so has a desert theme around most of his stuff. It's a tidy little logo, I think. I like the letters in particular.

And now for something completely different. I'm fond of this drawing, mostly for the character herself. A lot of characters I make up are based on taking pun-names, or words that sound good together, and building the character up around the name. In this case, Melody Malady. I envisioned someone who means well, but whom trouble tends to fall around. With some input from a chum, she eventually turned into this furry version of Calamity Jane, contemplating a shot of whiskey while leaning into some lines that suggest a barroom.

In stark contrast to the last picture comes this one. I'm hoping it's not too grisly for you guys. Before you go thinking I'm some kind of freak, I swear I didn't make this character up. There's this RPG, see? From Steve Jackson, I think. It's called Nightspawn, and there's random tables involved. To make a long story short, Mike ended up with a purple anthro panther with attack intestines. I drew this for him as a birthday present.

Sorry I haven't uploaded in ages. Been ultra-busy, new job, and everything. I know it sucks to see sketches, but I've seldom had time for much else. :P There's a couple 'finished' ones in this batch too, I swear. Anyway, here's Victor Reynard, a kleptomaniac bard, trailing stolen goods and travelling with his opposite, Sir Simon St. Alban, a paladin. It occured to me that I usually do action poses, and seldom do normal things like walking, so here they walk.

This is a pencil drawing of Clovis, a rat, and a favorite character of mine, rather more buff than I usually draw him. He's getting ready for Yerf tryouts by building up the ol' paper-clamping arm with some one-armed pushups. A german shepherd instructor from Yerf times him. Oh, and there's some token effort at background junk. This is a reasonably good idea of how realistic or gritty I can get, which isn't saying much, but I'm working on it.

Glumilan the Hydra sings art-related cadance while he marches (slithers?) in more Yerf basic training. This is about mid-range on the 'seriousness' gauge of stuff I do. It's also an example of something I've (messily) inked. The hand-heads look a bit more annoyed than I intended them to be, but my friend Yamaneko pointed out that just about anyone would be angry after carrying a rifle in his teeth for 20 miles.

Well, I'm starting to get back into the swing of things. I read over a Hogarth book, and much to my surprise, I understood a chapter. (About figure notation, what order to draw the stuff in.) I thought I'd try to apply what I learned, and draw Clovis at the same time. Here are the flawed results.. but at least I refined Clovis some. (If I learned anything, it's that I hate drawing chains.)